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Day 1 - First time in Angeles, it must be Christmas!
I have so been looking forward to going to Angeles. When you read some of the FRs, you just have to go and check out this place. Don't know if it's just plain curiosity, a check on a bucket list or just the fact that the flesh was weak, but I have been wanting to come to Angeles for a while now. I booked my flight a couple of days before and ever since, I have been giddy. Like a little kid. So effing excited!
Unfortunately, two things went wrong on Day 1. To the god of Angeles, please, this can't be how the rest of the trip will be. As I was passing through Customs in Clark, they asked me how much money I had: "$200". How many pesos? "50,000 PHP. " She then asks me to follow her as she wanted to count it. I have no idea what is going on as this is well under the $10,000 international limit of bringing cash in but it's just her and me in an office. She asks to see my money and starts looking for a form. Finally, after going through a bunch of filing cabinets, she finds a form to fill in. It's not even an official looking form but something that was photocopied with no government stamp or logo. She then informs me that there is a 10,000 peso limit for bringing in cash. She shows it to me on the Customs form that you fill up, makes me read it and tells me everything over 10,000 will need to be confiscated. What the what? This 10,000 PHP limit seems legit. That's 40,000 PHP which equates to a lot of boom boom and sexy time. I started mentally doing the math that at 3,000 average for a bar fine. Never mind, it got way to depressing and I stopped. Why don't these people understand this. Oh god, they are going to confiscate all my fun. Seriously?
I am pissed off. I am upset with the Customs Officer. Read Customs Crocodile. But I am more upset with myself that I said how much money I had. I should have said 5,000 pesos and I probably would have been OK. She has now completed filling out the form which she spent a couple of minutes looking for a pen in this massive office and stupidly. To help her with writing a form against me and to confiscate my money. I gave her my pen. She then asks me what we should do. The con is on. We must have spent ten minutes going back and forth:
- What should we do Sir?
- I don't know. You are the official you tell me the process.
- No Sir, you tell me. (And she is effing smiling at me like that is supposed to make it better!
- I don't know. You are the official.
- I have to confiscate the money and give it to the Customs Police.
- Is there an arrangement that we can come to?
- Sir, I want to help you. You tell me.
And on and on it went. Finally, a calculator comes out she says that they can retain 25% as a 'good will' while I get a 'something something certificate from the Central Bank in Manila' and I can keep the rest. Luckily for me, I was still holding on to the cash (I had counted the money and not her) and it wasn't in her crocodile teeth. I put a blue thousand peso note under the 'form' and slid the form to her. I state "OK! She stares at me shaking her head, looks at the calculator that had 10,000 displayed on it. Looks at me again, shakes her head, looks at the calculator and goes "OK". I will be honest, even though I was just scammed, I feel like I have won the lottery but need to get eff out of here fast. I pocket all my money less the 1,000 peso note, don't even bother closing my bags and I leave the office and head to the exit. I remember my training from watching Jason Bourne movies and I walk fast with purpose but I am not running. I don't know where the taxis are and I am starting to panic as the crocodile may stop me again as I am thinking she is realizing that she could have got a lot more than 1,000 peso from me. Fortunately, the Hotel Devera sent a driver and Robert was waiting for me just outside the exit door with a sign. He tells me to wait at the Arrivals exit while he goes and gets the car. I am like screw that, I am not waiting within arms reach of the crocodile, "I am coming with you to the car. " "The car is far Sir!" "That's okay, we will walk. And we will walk fast Robert!
And we are out. Phew. On the way to the Hotel, Robert gives me some friendly advise to watch out for children pick pocketing. I respond with "That's good advice Robert" but I think to myself that I just had one of the biggest crocodiles going after my cash, I think I can handle children now. Hopefully I haven't jinxed myself.
Check in at Hotel Devara, all is good. I am tired, still upset with the customs official and should really take a nap but instead I feel like I should go out right away. I have waited long enough to get to AC and that kid In a candy store mind set is coming back. It's still early in the day, just a little before noon. I exit the hotel with the plan to go to what I think is the end of Perimeter road and then come back to the hotel. On the return, go into the first bar that calls me inside. Pony Tails is right next to the Hotel Devera but I decide to keep that for later as the reviews on this site have said good things about it. On my way back, I go in to Touch of Class. They open at 10 and the girls invite me in.
I really am not sure what to expect in a Perimeter Road bar. The impression I have are:
- It's an open veranda type concept where you can see in and there are old white ex-pats. The locals. Sitting by the windows drinking beer, smoking cigarettes and a young something on either side. And a third girl is giving them a shoulder massage.
- The other impression I had was that there weren't many girls available. Yes, there would be lots of girls inside but they would be with the old white locals or with the Koreans. I have also read numerous reports where ISG members want a girl and they are not available for whatever reason and so the impression I get is there aren't a lot of girls available to barfine.
- A third impression is that because there aren't a lot of girls to barfine, you have to act quick, get a girl to sit with you, order a LD, do the "interview", confirm with the mamasan and then you can relax.
That is what I thought a Perimeter Bar would be like but no. There are old white men in there and they are having a great time but it feels like a night club and not a pub. And there are a lot of girls in there. Yes, the old white locals have a girl on either side. Yes, the Koreans are in there picking up girls and getting the girls attention but there is still a lot of girls left.
I walk in and I am lost. ISG with all it's RTFFs did not prepare me for what to do next. Where do I sit? Do I sit right next to the stage. Pervert row? Do I sit somewhere with more privacy? Do I really need privacy in an AC bar? I ask the waitress where to sit. "You can sit here Sir. You can sit there Sir. You can sit there as well Sir. " Well, thanks for pointing out all the obvious empty seats.
I then follow what I think the ISG script is. I order San Mig, I start talking to the waitress, start cracking jokes with her and then ask for a recommendation for a girl. She mentions one and goes and gets her. Order a LD, do the interview and arrange for long time. She agrees. I discuss with the Mamasan and she confirms its long time. The only thing is she needs to leave by 7 in the morning as the bar opens at 10. Fair enough.
We leave and I am super horny at this point. Get to the hotel and I now understand the walk of shame. The hotel staff are really friendly and they know what their guests are doing in AC but still you feel a little embarrassed. After all, the Assistant Manager just checked me in (I will post a review in the hotel section later on) an hour ago and she was really nice and personable. Anyways, get my BF to the room, I am super horny and I just start making out with her. Kissing, caressing, undressing and she goes right with it. She gives me a blow job and it's a pretty good BBBJ. She has a shower, I have a shower, start watching TV, naked in bed and then we start fucking. We are going at it for a while, different positions and mid-fuck with my dick in her pussy and her feet up by my face, she suddenly says her poosy hurts. What the what? What do you mean? Why? So, I ask her to finish me with a blow job. She says no and she wants to go back to the Bar. She knows I am upset and she says I can get my money back. I can't have that conversation with the mammasan. I tell her to relax a little bit, let's see what happens and we talk a little more. She tells me it's common practice for them to return to Touch of Class as most people just do one round of sex and then the girl goes back and is eligible for another BF or get LDs. I was disappointed to hear this since I had discussed this with the mammasan. When she asked if she could go back to the bar, reiterated I could get my money back or get another BF, I said no and just told her to leave. She asked for a tip on the way out. She obviously hasn't RTFF.
So after the Customs issue and now this, I am thinking this AC candy store isn't that great. I take a nap because I have had a long flight getting here. (In hindsight, maybe it was a good thing that the BG left because I slept really well.) Wake up around 5-6, shower and head out to Walking Street. I grab dinner at Kokomos looking out at the street. (This is what I thought the Perimiter Bar open designs were like.).
I am curious to know what blow row is like and it's a dump. I check out Honky Tonk and they are all ugly and I am the only guy there. I should have turned around and left but think its bad form. So, I sit and order a drink. I don't buy any ladies drinks but all the girls are sitting with me and chatting with me. It was a fun conversation and we laughed but no one was worth the BF. I asked if I could get a BJ here and they said no. But as the conversation went, and no customers were coming in, they suggested that I could get a BJ in the corner and they would take turns. Intriguing but maybe later. Probably later.
There was also a really young girl there. It was her first night there. She looked 13. Had a body and a face like a 13 year old. Extremely shy but trying to act like a grown up. I asked to see her ID and she showed me her school ID and all the girls were like that is ok. Yup, she had just turned 18. I didn't inquire anything else but wow, she looked really really young. Not worth it.
Left Honky Tonk and went to Hot Lips. Hot Lips is across from Kokomos and I was watching the entrance while I was having dinner. I walked in and I was mobbed. As soon as you walk in, the stage is right in front of you and all the girls are right there anticipating your arrival. It was fun. I still didn't know where to sit. So, I asked all the girls, where do I sit. And they said right here, front and centre. All right. Ordered an SM. Started looking at all the girls. They all looked good. But there was a girl off to the right that caught my eye. Grace. Ordered a LD. She didn't really speak much English. The waitress translates for me. She has been here for a month, hasn't been bar fined which I find hard to believe but wow, she was nice. Got back to the hotel and she just mauled me. Started kissing me, having sex in all sorts of positions. Did it a couple of times. I then asked her to give me a rimjob. She didn't understand. Her English wasn't that good. So, I take out my computer and show her some porn of girls rimming guys and she starts doing it. And commenting on the porn show. It was so cool. This is the AC I thought I was coming to. I love it.
My next report (s) will probably not be as long. Sorry for the length but if you want to blame anyone, you should blame the Crocodile woman.
Dazed and Cofused. Praise for Master Monger
Nice reporting Indy!!
Before I return to AC in less than three weeks, I thought I would post some of the missing parts of my newbie experience during my February stay. Between the time I finished with the three pinays I met on my first day and my last Pinay, everything seems a bit of a blur. This was mainly fueled by lack of sleep, food and too much alcohol and vitamin V. Big part of this flashback to my frat years was also due to the cyclone called Master Monger. I cannot say enough good things about MM, and his bottomless energy, unmatched success with the Pinays and overall generosity with his time and mentoring. I recall going to High Society on my own really late in the morning (5 AM?) and barely passing through the entrance when I was met by a nice looking Pinay and her somewhat eccentric friend wearing a bunny hat. After deciding to leave the bunny eared girl behind, I ended up taking the lovely Pinay back to my hotel room. She turned out to have a really smoking hot body, was very articulate and good in bed. And she was 28. Hands down she was the smartest girl I met during my whole stay in AC (9 nights). The evening before I met the High society girl, I hung around with MM on the Walking Street. Before I knew it MM was bringing over a young, little spinner and handing her to me for my pleasure. Much gratitude MM, as she was quite lovely. After my High Society gal left next morning, I went bar hopping in the evening with couple of girls I already banged. But I was looking for someone new, and found her at Insomnia. An eighteen year old sweetie who provided me with the best GFE of my stay. She cowgirled? the daylights out of me, almost ripping my tongue out in the process. Awesome! It felt that she was still relatively new to the game. While I was doing her, the other two girls were sleeping on a couch. One of them was my first pinay aka porn star, who I shagged previous afternoon. Her body and her fucking was by far the best of all. She is all over the internet. If possible, I will try to reconnect with her and make my own movie. The High Society girl showed unannounced in the morning, but I could not let her in as I had the three other girls still in my room. Oh the hardship a monger has to endure in AC. Later in the afternoon MM and his girlfriend of the moment showed up and we hang out together for a while, before venturing out on to the Walking street again. The plan was to have a little sex party going on in my suite. Of course MM did all the hard work and gathered up three young girls. Ended up having four girls and the two of us. One of the girls was MM's GF, who did not partake after we played spin the bottle and got pretty well everyone naked. The girls were much more into MM, who managed to fuck them all, while all I got was a BBBJ from the youngest and nicest looking girl (aside from MM's friend of course). I still got the image of the girl with cum hanging from her mouth burned into my memory. It made the whole experience worthwhile. MMs power of seduction, charm, confidence and humour is hard to beat. I was just a humble student of the Master. As MM said the third girl spoiled the ambience, and if we would have stuck with the two cousins only (not counting MM's GF), the party would have been much better. MM paid the girls only for what they delivered. Cudos to him. As I already noted next day, MM helped me get my last Pinay and I left AC on a high note, before going to Pattaya for two additional nights of debauchery and further brain cell destruction.
